Advice For My Younger Self

If you could go back in time and speak to your younger self, what advice would you give them? Would it be something specific (like here are the lottery numbers for week beginning….) or would it be something that you long to change if you only had the chance?

Here is the advice I would give to my 20 year old self.

1. Love your skin, look after it, and don’t be afraid to get a little help if you need it.

When I was young, I didn’t really understand the need to look after my skin, despite my mom’s best advice. I would drop into bed in the early hours of the morning, face still full of make-up, and would wake up the next morning resembling a member of Kiss who had spent an hour crying. I often suffered from skin dryness, especially around the extremities of my face, and generally suffered with hydration and suppleness, and I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing anything about it.

I would certainly have never dreamt of having any sort of cosmetic or medical treatment, but this is sometimes exactly what is needed to get your skin back to tip top condition. Clinics like 23 MD offer all sorts of treatments based on the latest scientific research. This includes treatments to boost ageing skin, treat acne scars, help with pigmentation spots generally rejuvenate skin.

You do need to love the skin you’re in, but admitting it sometimes needs help is half the battle.

2. Wear those Little black dresses.

Nobody actually tells you that your figure at 20 is the best it will ever be. I was a really curvy size 10-12 at 20, and yet dressed so grungy, in baggy sweatshirts, leggings and Doc Marten boots – looking back now, it was such a waste. I should’ve been wearing something slinky and stylish – the sort of thing I would kill to wear now, when good living and having a baby means I will never be a size 10 again.

3. Go to a festival

I went to lots of music concerts when I was younger (still do), but never went to an actual festival – couldn’t really afford it as a very poor student. Now I look at Glastonbury and all I see is the mud, and bands I’ve never heard of. I really wish I’d have gone when I was young enough to overlook the mud, dirt and weather.

There would be other, more profound advice too. I wish I could have given my nan and grandad one more cuddle – you really do feel that people will be around forever when you are young, and of course this is sadly not the case. But in general, I think I made lots of the right choices, and certainly wouldn’t change my husband or my boy for all the money and dreams in the world.

What advice would you give your younger self?

There’s a great post about body confidence at Freddies mummy UK. You can check it out here.

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